Adrianna was a girl whom society did not deem conventionally beautiful. A noticeable scar stretched across her face, running from her nose to her lips. This unfortunate circumstance led to discrimination and a lack of friendship in her life. Nevertheless, she managed to maintain a happy and cheerful disposition, largely due to the presence of her boyfriend, Gray. However, her pleasant fairy-tale existence was abruptly shattered when she discovered Gray's infidelity. Overwhelmed by devastation and embarrassment, Adrianna made the decision to flee her home country, the USA, seeking solace in Korea. After a period of five years, Adrianna returned, transformed into a stunning and empowered woman who was barely recognizable. Determined to exact revenge and teach her ex-boyfriend a lesson, she encountered the highly regarded billionaire Raymond, whom she had shared a one-night stand with several months prior. As she stood there, processing her own emotions, Raymond approached her, his crimson lips delivering tempting words as he pressed her against the wall. "Marry me," he demanded, "and you shall never suffer again."
Adrianna hummed softly to herself as she brushed her long, dark hair, a smile illuminating her face. The reflection in the mirror revealed a dark, ugly scar that marred her face, extending from her nose to her lips. Despite this, her smile remained radiant, her cheeks blushing like a ripe tomato as she reminisced about the passionate kiss she shared with her boyfriend, Gray, just moments before he hurriedly left her house, claiming to attend to something important.
Adrianna cleared her throat, pinching her right cheek and pouting playfully at her reflection. "Anna! What's gotten into you? Get a grip!" she scolded herself, dropping the brush onto her makeup table.
But then, she remembered that Gray hadn't eaten since the night before. Exhaustion and hunger surely plagued him now. "Oh, Adrianna, why are you so thoughtless? You claim to love him, yet you can't even take care of him," she chastised herself, slapping her face with her palms and sporting a small pout.
Sitting down on her chair, she placed her fingers under her jaw, lost in thought as she pondered on what to do. She couldn't help but worry for Gray. She knew him well enough to understand that he disliked surprise visits. In fact, they had previously argued about this matter. The woman next door, who overheard their argument, speculated that Gray might be cheating on Adrianna, hence his aversion to her unexpected visits.
Adrianna couldn't bring herself to believe it. She knew Gray would never betray her, regardless of the circumstances. He had even professed his love for her when she believed herself to be ugly. Her appearance was so repulsive that it could make an eye socket pop out or fall off, yet he still loved her.
After mulling it over for a few minutes, Adrianna decided to visit Gray with some food. Perhaps seeing his favorite delicacy, lovingly prepared by her, would soften his heart and make him forget their disagreement. She knew Gray to be a kind and gentle person, not only towards her but to others as well.
With a half-smile plastered on her face, she entered her small kitchen to prepare Gray's favorite meal.
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Adrianna inhaled deeply, reveling in the delicious aroma that filled her nostrils and revived her senses. But no matter how much she yearned to partake in the meal, she had made it solely for Gray.
Humming her tune once again, she placed the food safely in a bag before making her way to the door with determined steps. After unlocking it, she stepped outside and closed the door behind her.
Adrianna bit her lower lip, placing her hand on her chest. Restlessness washed over her, her bones tingling with a sense of foreboding. Never before had she felt such unease, even in the face of people's disapproving gazes, as if she were a demon.
She took a deep breath, followed by a slow exhale, attempting to calm her racing heart. "You can do this, Adrianna. I believe in you," she muttered, bolstering her confidence.
Perhaps she was scared of how Gray would react when he saw her in his mansion today. Thankfully, his mansion was only a short eight-minute walk from her own. Approaching the massive dark gate, she tapped her knuckles against it, patiently waiting for John, the security guard, to open it for her.
Tapping her feet nervously on the floor, she felt a mixture of nervousness and something else she couldn't quite place-fear. The gate creaked open, snapping her out of her thoughts. She turned to face John, dressed in his blue security uniform, who greeted her with a smile before allowing her entry.
"Is your boss here?" Adrianna asked, taking in the beautiful and well-kept surroundings.
"Yes, he is, Miss Adrianna," John replied politely, and Adrianna gave a small bow before stepping into the mansion.
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Adrianna ascended the elegant glass staircase leading to Gray's room. Standing before his door, she prepared to knock when something froze her in place. Her eyes widened in shock, her ears assaulted by loud, harsh moans echoing from within his room.
As she stood there, immobilized, the cacophony only grew louder. But what pierced her heart and sliced into her chest was the realization that the source of the moans was her beloved boyfriend, Gray. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision like a fountain of despair.
Adrianna couldn't contain herself any longer. She burst into the room, shocking Gray and the woman he was intimate with, halting their activities. "No... No, please continue. Go on, f**k her. Why did you stop?" she said mockingly yet painfully, her hurt impossible to conceal. Clasping her hands together, she stared at them.
How could she have been so blind? It wasn't the fact that he slept with someone that pained her, but rather the realization that the woman he had been with was her stepsister. This was the same woman who had driven a wedge between Adrianna and her own mother, causing their separation.
Valentina has been chosen as the wife of The Butcher, the most feared man in the Rossi mafia. Despite having the options of any woman, he specifically chose her, even after being overlooked by Thomas Rossi's son due to her broken and damaged state. Giovanni Romano, a ruthless individual, has gone through life training to become a ruthless killing machine after witnessing the death of his family. He pledged loyalty to Rossi and desires Valentina more than anything. He saved her life and now offers her an opportunity to flourish. Valentina never anticipated falling for her husband. Although he instills fear and poses a significant danger, being near him ignites a passionate flame within her. In his presence, she feels whole and never wishes to be without him. Now the responsibility falls on Giovanni to protect his wife during crucial moments, or he risks losing the only woman he has ever truly loved.
Angus Smith is the most powerful president who controls the national economy, while Tammy Wood is a seriously disfigured lady who was exiled by her family. However, she had been loving him for over 15 years since she met him at the age of 5. Thus when he proposed a marriage, she was so happy that she expected a new life. However, the truth was that their marriage was totally a plot. Upon the truth being revealed, Tammy was almost torn to pieces and escaped from him with their baby. Four years later, she was stopped by Angus as soon as she came back. It seems that Angus has regretted what he had done. So he just holds Tammy in arms tightly and decides to love her forever and ever!
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"